Zero Days Novel Novels & Stories

Neither option was good. I didn't sleep. Sky outside went grey and I was still on the floor. I found a charger in the kitchen. Stood in the dark. Forty-eight hours. I kept turning that over. Burn it. Walk away. I thought about the zeros in that account. I thought about the thirty-day window. I thought about a man who was supposed to be dead sitting in a glass building in Milan signing documents under a borrowed name. I thought about the thing I was not thinking about, which was the reason I couldn't burn anything and walk anywhere, which was that I was seven weeks pregnant and completely alone and the father was about to announce his engagement to a woman whose family was built on a lie.

Finally, in an abandoned warehouse in New Jersey, he was cornered by a team of hired professional cleaners. The report included photos of the scene. Damian had died a pathetic death in a hail of gunfire. His body lay mangled on the cold concrete floor. Even in death, his hand was still clamped tight around that ruby ring—the gift that was never received. I finished reading the message and calmly hit Delete. After clearing the digital trash, I walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the manor. The Michigan sun streamed through the glass, wrapping me in a comfortable warmth. I looked down and gently rested my hand on the slight swell of my abdomen.

And today I learned engaged feels like Day 1 but warmer. Day 1 I cried. Day 204 I cried too. But different tears. Day 1 tears: scared. Day 204 tears: safe. We are not closing book. We are writing new chapter. With straight lights. And $22. And ring. And balcony. And forever.

Dead on impact. The Reaper felt bad for me—said I didn't deserve to go out like that. Gave me seven days. One last shot to say goodbye. When I came back, it was already dark. I kept thinking—I wish I had wings. Maybe they were waiting. But under the moonlight, as I got closer, I saw through the dining room window— Alex, sitting between my parents. Brian and Ruby, side by side. Red wine. Fancy food. Everyone dressed like they were starring in a holiday ad.

Chapter 67 Days passed in a blur for Zuri. Each morning brought a new layer of uncertainty, a new ache in her heart as the weight of her situation grew heavier. The silence of the safe house had once been comforting, but now it felt like a suffocating reminder of how trapped she truly was. The world beyond those walls was full of whispers, lies, and enemies who wanted her destroyed. And yet, for the first time in weeks, she could feel a flicker of hope—though faint, it was there.

When I returned home, it was late. I washed up quickly and headed to bed. I had terrible nightmares the entire night. I woke up the next day to birds chirping outside the window, welcoming a brand-new day. Six more days were left until I completely lost my memories. I got out of bed with a slight headache and a fever. I headed downstairs groggily to get some medicine. At the bottom of the stairs, I saw Raven toppling a huge Lego set I placed in the living room. Pieces of bricks were scattered all over the floor.

The clock was loud. Too loud. Tick. Tick. Tick. Zara counted every second. 40 hours left. POV: ZARA She hadn’t slept. Not really. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw guns. Saw Damien bleeding. Saw Marcus’s hands shaking while he bandaged him. The penthouse was quiet. Too quiet. Damien was in his office. Door closed. Marcus was on the couch. Gun on the table. And she was in the kitchen.

Tyson smirked. “31 Days.” Chance affirmed. “Which Day was today”? He asked. “Ninth.” Dr. Tyson added. “Twenty two days to go, man I am gonna savor these.” with a devilish smirk, Chance declared.

He is Zero, who just introduced his name to Zeva, but has immediately dared to ask Zeva to take care of her heart for him alone without explaining what kind of relationship they are in. Strangely again, now Zeva feels that Zero has won her heart. Zeva herself was confused about how she could fall in love with Zero so quickly. The reason is that after spending only a day with Zero and Zero returning to Indonesia, the rest of Zeva and Zero only communicate via chat, without video calls. Fact, let alone video calls, they never even do a phone call.